Loser Lounges [solo, nk]

Concentrate... focus... and move. Kozata stepped out of the plane of his world and into Mukou, the space that he had so recently won from DIO. It was good that he had a nice, quiet place to train, even if it was a little empty and boring... and creepy. Really, the plane was eerie as all hell. He needed to start furnishing this place. The next thing you knew, Kozata had a chair, his bed, and a table in there. Now, this was also a safe place to train, he thought. May as well start working on that barrier he had again. It was a useful thing, after all. Kozata extended his hand, and forced on solidifying the air. No, he and DIO thought together, that wasn't it. This was a fuuinjutsu technique, to he needed to focus on a seal that expanded, blocking attacks such as kunai throws and weaker jutsu. This wasn't the strongest of techniques, to be sure, but it would suffice for now.
At any rate, there he was, focusing on things in Mukou. Why the fuck was he here again? No one knew, but he felt like doing something to alleviate his intense, screaming boredom.
[lazy 200 Wc,
1 stat
200 towards rainbow fort seal]

The only thing he had to do now was to make the barrier solid, and last for more than a mere instant in time. Time... it reminded him of his battle with DIO in the other scape. Such a fearsome ability... maybe he too, would be able to unlock it one day. At any rate, back to work. He threw a stone off of the table that he had set up in Mukou, which ricocheted back at him. He thrust his hand forward, and projected his chakra forward into the disk that would be the barrier. Of course, considering Kozata's low level of talent, he failed spectacularly.
The rock bounced off of his head, passing through the disk of chakra he had created. Damn, so solidification was going to be an issue now, was it? How annoying. He picked up the rock again, then tossed it. As it bounced back toward him, he thrust his palm out, the chakra pulsing through his arm. Visuallize... and expand! The disk of chakra came forth again, and this time, the rock seemed to slow a little as it passed through. Even though it still hit him, Kozata felt like he had accomplished something.
[lazy 200 WC,
another 200 toward rainbow fort
1 stat]

Of course, he could always try a different approach to this damn stupid training, but what was the point in that? That would require straining of his somewhat simple mind; something he didn't exactly want to do. At any rate, he was running out of patience. He bum rushed the table. Obviously, if anyone was smarter than Kozata, they would have continued with the rock throwing, or even found a new approach to this god awful training. But no, of course, Kozata had to go right ahead and do the stupid thing. Naturally, he didn't think about his own safety, and nor did he listen to DIO's warnings.
SMACK!
Kozata slammed his disk of chakra that he had projected outward into the table, only to find that it broke his charge only partially. So, it hadn't even completely solidified yet. How shameful. The impact made him sit down, dazed for a moment. When he stood up, he looked at his shoulder. Damn, a bruise, a contusion, was forming. He sat down in the chair he had brought with him, massaging his aching shoulder. What a pain in the ass. Now he would have to live with that for days then.
[WC 200
1 stat
another 200 to rainbow fort seal]

He hadn't expected this training to go easily. He repositioned the table as it had been before and sat down to think about his life. Well, more like his life at that point in time. Kozata wasn't a very reflective or thoughtful person, being the silly boy that he was. He was failing at this training, but he could feel his barrier getting stronger and stronger. Maybe he should pick up some more equipment from the other world that would be more conducive to his training.
"DIO. Prepare the teleport."
Five seconds remaining.
Kozata straightened his clothes, and waitied.
Four seconds remaining.
Three seconds remaining.
He watched as a purple aura of sheer power welled up around him, and he felt his form being pulled downward out of Mukou.
Two seconds remaining.
One second remaining.
ZERO.
He blinked, and found himself back in his house. Well, time to go to the training grounds. He began to saunter off down the street, meandering his way toward those grounds. He needed to pick up a good amount of stuff, including, but not limited to, some more rocks, a target practice thingy, and some dirt. A LOT of dirt. He would be busy...
[WC 200
ANother 200 to rainbow fort seal
1 stat]